Amaya's POV.
It took a while after the guard saw me that the door unexpectedly opened again and two people walked inside. I was too weak to recognize them as I sat with my back against the wall and my hand wrapped around my babies as they cried.
I recalled the last thing that transpired before shutting my eyes was the man saying. “I'm here to help, I'm a doctor"
I didn't know how long I blacked out, but I knew I woke up when it was morning and there was an agonizing pain in my head, and also between my legs. It was hard to sit or even tilt my head to the side. To my surprise, I was no longer in the cell. I was kept in a decent room. The bed was soft and cozy, unlike the hard cold floor of the cell I had to sleep in.
Something was missing. The bed contained me, but not my babies. My hea
